It was a close one.  Too close.  I think I lost 5 pounds of sweat and stress and gained 6 pounds because there were really good red velvet cupcakes.

I’m proud of the dawgs.  Ish.

We pulled out a win, but I’m still not sure how.

If this would have been LSU, bless our hearts.  South Carolina got beat by VANDERBILT two weeks ago, yet they still give us fits year after year.  Ridiculous.

Next week we play at Arizona State.  I don’t even have the first idea how to start worrying about that game.  I don’t have any worry space left for the desert schools- cause then we see Alabama, Tennessee, and Vandy and those three games will take all the worry I can muster up.

I can’t think about this anymore.  It’s still great to be a Georgia Bulldog, but I may have a heart murmur before this season is over.  This whole preseason #1 is a blessing and a curse.  That is for sure.

This would be my favorite SNL character, Kaitlin.  The interesting thing is that I am also a very dynamic lead singer. So we have a lot in common.

A blog post in which I use a list and do not trash talk.

1.  My friend Hillary is in a country group called Lady Antebellum.  I teared up this morning when they got  nominated not once, but TWICE for CMA Awards- New Artist of the Year and Vocal Group of the Year.  [You can watch Lady A announce the nominations, themselves included.  It is the sweetest thing.]  To say I will be on the edge of my sofa on November 12th is the understatement of this century.

2.  Tonight is this event.  Yes, I finally purchased an outfit that I semi-enjoy, though that $200 dress still calls me late at night and talks about what might have been.  Apparently the event is sold out which does nothing but cause me to fear the sweat situation.  Lots of trendy people dancing in a small space = I’m going to be sweaty.

3.  My friend Marisa gave me this verse the first week I moved to Nashville and it has been on my mind a lot lately.

Jeremiah 29:7

“Also, seek the peace and prosperity of the city to which I have carried you… Pray to the Lord for it, because if it prospers, you too will prosper.”

4.  Speaking of scripture, did you notice we moved on to vs. 4-5 of Psalm 145?  Hope you are memorizing along with me.  Cause that junk is GOOD and I LIKE having it in my head.

5.  “Smile, Wednesday” will be presented on Thursday.  I think.

6.  This week is Next Big Nashville, which should be some music-hearin’ good times.  Do you recognize any bands that you think I should not miss under any circumstances?  I’m for sure seeing Brooke Waggoner, Thad Cockrell, and Ten out of Tenn on Saturday night.  So don’t you worry ’bout that.

7.  Seriously.  I just heard something drop on the other side of my bedroom and I thought “mouse!”.  But it just appears that a paperclip was teetering to close to the edge of the desk and fell into the trashcan.  I’m a wee bit jumpy.  Sue me.

8.  Sophie is preaching a good word today.  Amen, sister.  Amen.

Phew… it got a little linky in here.  Sorry about that.

Smile, Wednesday.  We gotta big night ahead of us.

Just another reason why it’s great to be a Georgia Bulldog.

Dear Vince Agnew,

I’m sorry that you will go down in history as the dude that Moreno vaulted over.  But congrats on being in every highlight video for the rest of UGA history.

Sincerely, Annie

Dear South Carolina,

There’s more where that came from.  See you Saturday.

Sincerely, Annie

I’m excited to announce that we have 2 winners!  [Let's be honest, all you bloggites are winners, but I only have 2 CDs to giveaway.  So 2 "official" winners.]

Congrats to Katy at B’ahava and Kelli!!  [One commenter whom I adore as a person left 2 comments (which is fine), so my friend Betsy only counted her once- Betsy is my official giveaway judge, so she makes those kinds of calls.]

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I’ll be in touch soon, girls, so I can mail your CDs to you.

For all you other almost-winners [that's a nice phrase, isn't it?], you get the pleasure of buying your own copy.  Congrats!

To Barb-a-licious, Betsy says you picked the wrong person to kiss up to.  Random Number Generator is powerful, but Betsy makes the final call.  Good info to have for next time.

I thought I heard my roommate ripping up paper.

At 5:30am.

You know that feeling of waking up and knowing something weird is going on? Yeah, I had it.  My heart?  It was beating like a drum kit.  Because something was NOT RIGHT.

So I heard this paper ripping sound, over and over again.  I finally sat up.  The sound stopped.

That’s when all the panic thoughts started.  Is there a person in our house?  Is someone hiding in the hallway outside my door?  What is my roommate (let’s call her “Jamie”) doing that is making this sound?  My mind was going 100 miles an hour.  And then the ripping sound happened again.

Yep.  Definitely in my room.

That’s when the panic escalated.

I reached over and turned my lamp on, and as I did, the sound began to happen repeatedly- rip rip rip rip.  I was looking around the room but not seeing a thing.  I stood up, and saw it.

A small brown blob jumping around in the GAP bag at the end of my bed.

A mouse.  A MOUSE.  Trapped in the GAP bag.  Trying to JUMP HIS WAY OUT.

I threw my bedroom door open and ran full tilt out of my room [because I am very brave] to Jamie’s room because I thought this fit in the “wake me up any hour even though we’ve only lived together for a month” category.  And Jamie?  She’s gone to the gym.

Why, pray tell, does anyone go to the gym by 5:30am, especially when there is OBVIOUSLY an emergency at home?  Gracious.  I call her cell phone and leave a message with these exact sentiments.  More colorfully stated.

And then I grab my camera because nothing alleviates fear like thinking, “This is so bloggable” and behaving as such.  I pull the few pieces of clothing out the bag so I can get this shot.

I’m borderline freaking out this whole time, mind you, so each piece gets quite the shake before I bring it out of the GAP bag.  Because can you imagine the depth of the heart failure I would have experienced had I pulled the mouse out of the bag?

For you animal lovers, I will have you know that I grabbed the top of the bag and rolled it down like a sack lunch, while the mouse was doing triple sow cows in there, and just tossed him outside.  So he lives.  He’s lucky.

Here’s how I’m lucky:

1) I’m really glad I went to the GAP this week and got a new pair of jeans.  And I’m also glad that I left the GAP bag in the middle of the floor.

2) I don’t know how the mouse got in the bag.  I’m just really glad he didn’t fall off something and land in my mouth.

3) I’m glad it was a mouse and not something slithery or human.

4) I’m glad I love the book The Tale of Despereaux, because I just kept telling myself it was sweet little Despereaux trapped in my room.

After the incident, I sat down at my computer, put on the soothing melodies of The Gabe Dixon Band and tried to calm my heart rate.

Because nothing says relaxing morning like Gabe Dixon with a side of small rodent.

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